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Two Black AeniamaAs was his custom, Fahne traveled along almost silently, balancing atop the sewer pipes lining the ceiling of the tunnels. Luckily for him he hadn't grown too much with the addition of his second tail, and could still use this way of getting around unnoticed. The smoke aeniama dimmed the glowing of his tail tips in order to blend in with the darkness.Two Black Aeniama by ~Dragon-of-Twilight
I wonder if I'll find anything interesting today? he thought to himself. Usually he could entertain himself simply be wandering, but nowadays he had become more antsy. Everyone was talking about moving to the Slums, and he was nervous.
"Who are you?" A little aeniama leaped in front of him.
Hunting Team Gliding FuryIt had been quite a while since Stellaluna had gone hunting. Most nights she'd simply stay close to the village and patrol, occasionally eating the dreams of unwary inhabitants; but it wasn't enough. She needed some meat. Some blood. Fishing from Cobalt lake had become a bit monotonous for her; she really only kept it up as an occasional treat for the young Totodile back home.Hunting Team Gliding Fury by ~Dragon-of-Twilight
The ivory white Ninetales slipped silently through the brush; her cloak did not even snag on a single twig. Maybe she'd find a Sneasel tonight. The fox licked her lips as she sniffed the ground and surrounding air in hopes of picking up a discernible scent trail.